Sunday, 18 November 2012

A Disturbance



Warda Imran Sheikh
 A2G1

What you may appear to be,
Is not reality,
What you show as yourself to me,
Is just a character of your creativity.
You're not the person I can turn to,
Not the person you seemed to be,
The mirror shows a different image,
Not the face I love to see.
Theres is a disturbance,
A turbulence.
My world came crashing down,
The waves turned up to steal the beach and let everything drown.
You've changed me in ways unimaginable,
And twisted and carved me into whatever you wanted,
To never wake up from my fable,
But now this place is haunted.
Irreversable, irritrievable damage,
It can never go back to the way it used to be,
Wish it didn't have to be like this, but it happened,
Wish I could find and bring back the old me.

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